Mysterious resurgence

The nightmarish night has passed, and it's daylight.

But what happened in the village is irreversible. Most of the people who died in the nightmare last night have committed suicide in strange ways. Many cries and heart-wrenching shouts have gradually subsided. Those who have lost their loved ones have Gradually accepted this cruel reality.

For Yang Jian, sitting quietly like this is a kind of enjoyment. Even if he and a ghost sit hand in hand in the trunk, it will not affect his mood.

He looked at the body several times.

In decay.

But the degree of decomposition is not particularly fast. If it continues like this, it will take at least a day or two for the corpse to decompose more than half.

In other words, Yang Jian had to suppress the body for a day or two.

During this period, he must try not to use the abilities of other ghosts as much as possible to prevent his own balance from losing its balance.

So far, Yang Jian is the only one who can use the power of a ghost for a day or two without the help of supernatural beings without the risk of recovery. So far, he is the only person that Yang Jian knows who can do it. That Wei Jing Maybe it can be done, but the guy seems to be half dead, and his consciousness has been eroded by the ghost. I don't know if Wang Xiaoming can save him.

"Hehe, cousin, why are you here? I just went to your house to find you, and Aunt Jiang said that you went out and left at night."

Suddenly, a laugh rang out, and a sweet and cute girl walked over from the village. She looked very enthusiastic when she saw Yang Jian.

"Cousin." Yang Jian's face moved slightly, and there was a hint of vigilance in his eyes.

The man in the nightmare said that Madoka was an accident, not his arrangement.

As for what kind of accident happened, Yang Jian didn't know. The person might know, but he didn't say anything.

"What do you want from me?" Yang Jian said.

"It's nothing, I just want to play with my cousin." Xiao Yuan said, her eyes wandering around Yang Jian, and then looked into the open trunk.

It was a corpse covered by clothes, and a vague smell of decay wafted over.

Yang Jian said: "I can't play with you today. You can go find Jiang Yan and ask her to take you shopping in the city."

"Aunt Jiang, I'm not free now. When I left, many people in the village were looking for her,"

Xiao Yuan chuckled, and while speaking, she came to Yang Jian's side and sat directly on the open trunk, with one leg dangling in the air and swinging gently.

"What do the people in the village want her for?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

"I don't know, I didn't ask, what is this? A person? Who is sleeping here."

Suddenly, Madoka reached out and uncovered a piece of clothing that was covered next to her. A pale and cold corpse was sitting in the carriage with its eyes closed.

Yang Jian grabbed her wrist and his eyes became cold: "Are you curious about this body?"

This was preventing her from touching the ghost.

You must know that this ghost is in a suppressed state now. This state is not stable. As soon as he lets go and no longer suppresses it, the ghost will wake up from the nightmare.

No one can predict what accident will happen at that time, and maybe there will be another supernatural incident.

Many people died in this village last night. If it happened again, Yang Jian's hometown would probably become an uninhabited village. He didn't want to see this outcome.

"No, I just think this person looks familiar. I seem to have seen him there before." Madoka tilted her head, with a thoughtful look on her face.

Then she shook her head again: "I can't remember, it's so annoying."

"Is there something wrong with the memory?" Yang Jian thought to himself when he saw Xiao Yuan's somewhat painful look.

Her friend Lin Xiaoxi died yesterday, and she just blamed herself for the whole day in pain. She didn't seem to know what happened in the village last night. No matter how big-minded or forgetful a person is, they can't adjust so quickly. , the only possibility is that there is always something wrong with Madoka's memory.

She forgets things, or she fails to remember things that impress her.

So when a relative or friend dies, she can't remember it, so naturally she won't be sad.

"If you can't think of it, don't think about it. You don't need to buy knives anymore, and you don't need to wear a raincoat to sleep. That nightmare is over, and if nothing else happens, it shouldn't happen again." Yang Jian comforted her. road.

"Is that so?" Madoka was thinking about something again.

But she couldn't remember many things. She seemed to have missed something more important, and it seemed like there wasn't anything.

Yang Jian added: "Don't touch this body. Stay away from this thing. It is very dangerous."

"Oh well."

Xiao Yuan, who was sitting in the trunk, jumped out again and said with a smile: "If your cousin is fine, please accompany me to go fishing. I seem to have never fished before."

"fishing?"

Yang Jian was startled for a moment, not expecting that Xiao Yuan would suddenly make such a weird request.

By the way, aren’t you afraid of the cold when fishing in this winter?

"I don't have time right now and can't leave. If you want to go fishing, I can go fishing with you in a few days after I finish what I'm doing." Yang Jian said.

"No, I don't want to fish anymore now, hehe, thank you cousin." Xiao Yuan changed her mind again at this time.

Besides this change, Yang Jian was really confused.

But at this time, his cell phone rang.

He looked down and saw that it was Jiang Yan's phone number.

Generally speaking, Jiang Yan would not call her. After all, Yang Jian had already said before that she might be dealing with supernatural events at any time, so she would only contact her by phone unless it was something particularly important.

It is precisely because of this that whether it is the company or some of Yang Jian's assets, all are handed over to Jiang Yan to take care of, so that he can save himself from trouble.

"What's going on?" Yang Zhi answered the phone.

Jiang Yan said with a bit of anxiety and grievance: "Yang Jian, where are you? I am surrounded by people in the village. I don't know what to do now. I think only you can handle this matter. Come back soon." Bar."

After listening to Jiang Yan's story, Yang Jian probably understood what was going on.

It's not a big deal actually.

It's a matter of compensation.

Lin Xiaoxi died yesterday. Yang Jian generously compensated Lin Xiaoxi's family 5 million to settle the matter. As a result, everyone in the village also died in a nightmare last night. I don't know who took the lead. Early in the morning I went to Yang Jian's home and wanted compensation.

Yang Jian went out last night and found no one, so he surrounded Jiang Yan and his mother Zhang Fen, trying to demand compensation.

Five million is enough to make people jealous.

In addition, most of the family members were emotional because their loved ones had died, so Jiang Yan became an outlet.

"I understand. I'm sitting here in the car. Let them come to me." Yang Jian said calmly with his face as usual.

"Okay, okay." Jiang Yan replied with some relief.

After Yang Jian put down the phone, he immediately contacted Zhang Hua: "Hey, Zhang Hua, it's me, Yang Jian."

"I'm here, does Captain Yang have any tasks?" Zhang Hua's voice quickly came out.

Yang Jian said: "Jiang Yan must have contacted you before. The matter in Meishan Village is almost completed now. When will your people come over? There are some aftermath tasks that need you to do."

"I've asked Xiao Hu to handle it. Now their car is on the road. It should arrive in about ten minutes. Captain Yang, do you need me to rush over?" Zhang Hua said.

"No need, ask your people to bring more people over. More people will die and some conflicts will arise." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Hua replied: "Okay, no problem, Captain Yang, do you have anything else to ask?"

"No, I will contact you if anything happens." Yang Jian said no more and hung up the phone.

But at this time, he discovered that Madoka, who was still here just now, had left at some point, and there was no trace of her around.

Gone?

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

His cousin has other secrets on her body, and the bruises or corpse-like things all over her body are the best evidence.

It's just that he has to deal with this ghost right now, and he doesn't have the energy to investigate it for the time being.

soon.

Many people from the village appeared nearby.

Jiang Yan was encouraged to lead her head and walked over here. When she walked in front of Yang Jian, she looked very embarrassed and lowered her head, as if she had done something wrong.

"Go sit in the car." Yang Jian gestured.

"Oh." Jiang Yan didn't hesitate much, obediently opened the car door as instructed, and sat in the passenger seat.

Apparently.

The next thing has nothing to do with her, Yang Jian will come to deal with these problems personally.

But just as Jiang Yan sat down, a quarrel broke out outside.

"I'm talking about Yang Jian. Yesterday, when a foreigner died, he paid five million to others. Now that someone in the village has died, why are you so embarrassed not to pay a penny? Your girlfriend could have said it before, but what happened here? You are responsible for what happened, so don’t deny it now.”

An unknown aunt opened her mouth unceremoniously.

"That's right, your girlfriend also said that you are the person in charge of Dachang City. Now someone has died. Do you think you are responsible for this?"

"We're not asking you to take responsibility. It's just that if something big like this happens, you have to make compensation no matter what."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and looked at these people who were talking.

"Is it just about compensation? Is there anything else?"

The others were stunned for a moment, as if they did not expect Yang Jian's attitude to be so calm, and had no intention of refuting or refusing at all.

"Yang Jian, you are also a member of the village. You can do what you want. You are responsible for this matter. You have to pay whatever you want, no less." A middle-aged man frowned and smoked the pipe.

As if taking all this as a matter of course.

"Strictly speaking, I am only responsible for handling this matter, not for compensation. The compensation yesterday was just because I didn't want my cousin to be entangled with other people, so I handled the matter privately. Someone died in your family today, don't think about it. Isn’t it a bit unreasonable to deal with the aftermath first, but instead surround me first and demand compensation?”

Yang Jian's expression remained calm.

He felt that he had no emotions, but he didn't expect these people to be even colder.

Not long after the death, relatives began to come and demand compensation.

It seems that those people are no longer important, but the money is more important. This kind of rationality in weighing the pros and cons is almost as good as Wang Xiaoming.

"Yang Jian, what do you mean by this? Do you want to compensate?" As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him became emotional.

They would not be able to accept the death of someone without compensation.

What's more, the compensation is still a huge amount.

"These are two different things." Yang Jian is still indifferent. He is now a ghost in his body and will not be affected by his emotions in the slightest.

"I will compensate you only if I am willing. If I am not willing, you won't get a penny. Don't make a mistake. And you have to have a begging attitude when asking for help. My family doesn't owe you anything. Besides, if you ask for help, He came to my house early in the morning to make a fuss, this is too much."

"First, apologize to my mother and Jiang Yan, and then we'll talk about compensation."

Yang Jian had a tough attitude towards this group of people.

Apologize?

These people who are demanding compensation have never thought about apologizing.

"What are you apologizing for? Yang Jian, if it weren't for you, would so many people have died? If you really want to apologize, you have to apologize to our family. If it weren't for you, my old Liu wouldn't have died. Wow. .”

The middle-aged woman started crying again, then pointed at Yang Jian and cried and cursed.

It seemed that everything was Yang Jian's fault.

Jiang Yan, who was sitting in the car, looked worried.

What she was worried about was not what happened to Yang Jian, but these ignorant villagers.

It is estimated that these people are simply unable to realize what kind of identity, status, and abilities this somewhat ordinary-looking young man sitting here has.

If they didn't think about their fellow villagers, these people would never think of saying a word to a person like Yang Jian in their lifetime.

So Jiang Yan was afraid that these people would anger Yang Jian.

Because when Yang Jian is angry, if he really dares to kill someone, he is definitely not joking.

"I'll give you twenty seconds to apologize first and then talk about the rest." Yang Jian ignored these people's accusations and only gave them a time limit.

This is a choice.

"Yang Jian, what do you mean? Give me some kind words to compensate you. The person in charge of you is very responsible for the trouble in the village. We all saw what happened last night. If you If that matter could have been dealt with earlier, such consequences would not have occurred.”

"Apologise? No one died in your family, but someone died in my family. You still want me to apologize to you? Bah."

"Yang Jian, to be fair, it's not good if this matter gets too big. I know you are rich and prosperous, but you have to take care of the people in the village. Otherwise, you can pay the compensation according to yesterday's payment." , the family will pay a sum of money, and this matter will be settled, what do you think?" The middle-aged man who smoked asked again.

Yang Jian looked down at the time on his phone. There was a countdown on it; "Five seconds left."

"What kind of attitude do you have? Don't think that driving a good car is a big deal. I'm telling you, if you mess with me, I won't let you go so easily."

While the woman was crying, she picked up a piece on the ground, turned around, and smashed it at the car next to Yang Jian, making a dent.

"Time's up." Yang Jian put away his phone and ignored these people's behavior.

"You have no compensation, not even a penny. Besides, I think you are suspected of blackmail. If you don't mind, go and sit in jail for a few months first."

He did not use any particularly tough measures because he felt that these people were not worth his troubles.

"You said you're going to jail, you're going to jail. Who do you think you are?"

Yang Jian didn't say much, but looked slightly towards the entrance of the village.

The people sent by Zhang Hua arrived, and vehicles drove into the village. They were the investigators arranged this time.